The recent death of Natasha Richardson jump-started a thought......how about a thread where we discuss and/or just mention those who were way too young when death knocked at their door. This Bear will start.....
The Big Bopper
On a personal level, my cousin, Kathleen, died at about 11 years of age (and I was about 13). We were close.
My best friend (Tom) in junior high school, drowned.
My dad's beautiful secretary, Marlene, died in a horrific car crash.
When death grabs those that are young your mind fills with doubt. It seems so unfair.
What say you?